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‘s probably Cecilia. I’ll go talk to her.

He moved with ease and energy, showing no signs of fatigue.

Observing him, Rena couldn’t help but marvel at how he still possessed such remarkable vitality. How was it possible for him to maintain such vigor?

Waylen understood her thoughts from the look on her face. He playfully pinched her chin and teased, “Mrs. Fowler, you’ve been keeping me hungry for too long!”

Rena blushed, hesitant to ask him again.

When Waylen left, he thoughtfully closed the door behind him.

Upon opening ward’s door, he found Cecilia standing there, holding an insulated container in her hand.

She handed it to Waylen, saying, “It’s nutritious soup for Lexi. Mom cooked it herself.”

Then she peered inside and asked in a hushed tone, “Is she asleep now?”

Waylen nodded in response.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Cecilia entered the room quietly, bent over and gently kissed little Alexis on the cheek, her gaze fixed on her for a long moment

The Evans family’s genes were undeniably powerful!

Alexis bore a striking resemblance to Rena and, more importantly, she also shared a resemblance to that man…

Cecilia was taken aback.

Waylen lounged on the sofa, an air of relaxation surrounding him after his passionate encounter with Rena.

‘As he glanced through some documents, he let out a snort. “If you really like him, then just marry him! He’s much older than you. When he eventually passes away, you can inherit his wealth and find more attractive, younger suitors.”

Cecilia couldn’t help but feel dejected.

She knew that Waylen was still upset with her.

Although Waylen had promised not to meddle in her relationships, he found it hard to control his temper. “You should learn from Rena and cut off toxic relationships decisively.

Since you insist there’s no future between you and Mark, why not consider others introduced by Mom?”

Cecilia feared her brother, so she could only softly refuse, “I’m occupied with work. I’m very busy!”

Waylen scoffed. “With those lowbrow magazines?”

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